I am Yutu. My parents died when I was very young, so I have never had the love of a father or a mother. Titu, my angry and solitary brother, is the best brother in the world. When I am lying in bed at night, waiting to sleep, I think about my parents and I am lonely. I want to know them and I want to feel their love. These nights of sadness made me want to find out who killed my father and took my mother away from us. I have a best friend whose name is Cuca. She lives on a farm and her father is always angry, so she visits me in the marketplace or in my small living space. When she visits, she sometimes brings cornmeal or a bit of dried fruit for me and for my brother. She also helps me braid my hair and comb it with her pretty wooden comb.
One day, Cuca and I left the village to search for wood. From a hillside, I saw a tall stranger walking up the narrow path. I never saw a boy so handsome. His hair was very long and a yellowish color and his coat was not the style of my village. As he came closer, I saw his shining dark eyes, and my heartbeat speeded up when I looked at his face. I never had a feeling like this before. I turned back and noticed Cuca was also gazing at the stranger.
The stranger looked at us, but then looked back at the trail and kept walking towards the village.
Cuca walked over and asked,
"Who was that boy? He does come from our village."
"I don’t know; I never saw him before," I answered, not wanting to talk about him with Cuca. My heart was still racing and I wanted to go back to the village to meet him. Maybe, if he has no place to stay, he could stay with me and my brother.
But Cuca laughed and said, "He looked so handsome! I think I am already in love!!" “His hair is so lovely and he’s taller than any of the boys in Chinchero.”
Her speech made me very uncomfortable. I do not know why I could have this feeling, but I can’t drive it away. I feel a knife is stabbing my heart, causing me pain both physical and emotional.
“You can’t love him!” I snapped at Cuca, “he’s mine—I saw him before you did.”
“What? I saw him first! Why can’t he be mine!” Cuca responded loudly but then she continued,
"You’re not really falling in love with him, are you?"
"I don’t know! I just do not want anyone close to him without me!" I added nervously,
“Cuca, we are the best friend, I don’t want our friendship broken because a stranger.”
“Yes, but I think love is fair that we can have a competition. You can’t be so selfish” Cuca said very seriously.
“OK, it is the same idea with me. But we are not best friends anymore.” Then, with a shrug, I escaped from Cuca’s presence and returned home.
In the same day afternoon, I lie in bed; reflect myself time and time again. I hurt my best friend because of a stranger. It is impossible if you tell me it before today. But the actually is—I lost my best friend for ever, even now I do not want to believe it. I can’t confirmation my feeling. I do not know it is love or not, I just want meet him again, when I am thinking to him, thinking to his face, I feel my face is burning and a kind of sweet full of my heart, I do not know what is love, but if this world have it, I believe the "love" is what I am feeling now.
Someday later, I do not meet Cuca for a long time. I don’t know what she is doing now and what she is thinking. But I must admit I am very missing her. I’m walking to the market to buy the food for our supper. My brother is very hard working to make money for this family. I do not want t give stress to him anymore, so I learn how to cook when I was very little, and the aunt of neighbor always said:"Yutu will become a good wife!"In the usual I was always smile to her too, but today I feel very different, become a good wife? With whom? That Mr.Stranger? What I am thinking of! I feel burning on my face again and I answered to the aunt "It is impossible, I can’t become a wife to someone, it is too shy!"
But today, I feel the market is different than the usual, what`s that? It`s feeling that someone put something hot into the ice—Air is frozen at this moment. No one is talking with each other, even is the most gossipy ladies as usual. What happened? I asked myself. But I cannot give the answer and I must find it. That is the girl what I am. At that time, someone appeared and broken the frozen air. I saw the “Mr. Stranger" He is close to me and say hello.
"Hi! Nice to see you again, you are the one of two girls that I met in front of the village right? It is too busy at that time, I am sorry that I did not introduce myself. My name is Zambo." His voice sound like the magnet makes me very comfortable.
"Hi…I…I am Yutu, Nic…e to see you…again……"I feel a little nervous and happy. He remembered me!!He remembered me! It is the best news that I have heard this days. But I am not put this on my face; I try to clam to ask him.
"Oh, you are live in there too? Why did everyone do not talk like the usual?"
"Yes, I am just living in there with a short time. You do not know what happened?" He looked very amazing.
At this moment, I heard two women talk something about Cuca.
"You know that? This days have a lot of people dead in our village, I heard my husband`s brother`s aunt`s son`s friend said that Ayar think our village was be cursed. And the cause is Inti did too much bad thing when his was young. This is the Divine punishment. the priest said the only way to solve the punishment is sacrificed two of his children sacrifice to lift the curse, and I know the two children have a sister. Her brother and sister all will die, she is also really poor, I remember she is called Cuca."
I do not know what that women talking about, Ayar is the only priest in our village and very authoritative, even the chief also very respect him. But another people I am so worry about him, Inti is Cuca`s father, her father will sacrificed two of his children? What means? Cuca`s brother and sister will die? I am really worry about her.
"Sorry, I have something must to do, see you next time!"I leave the market soon and go to find Cuca. Whatever, she is still my best friend. I want to help her.
The day that Cuca`s sister and brother will be killed. I go to the church. I noticed that always the door open church today is the door closed. It must had some strange. I decide to sneak into the church to have a watch. I see the only one priest in our village named Ayar and an old men is kneeling on the ground and confess to the priest, I know he is Cuca`s father Inti.
"The LORD God AlmightyI am a steeped in crime.When I was youngI have killed a manAnd took his wifeHer two children are my childrenBut I never done my duty as a fatherBecause I had this to be utterly devoid of conscienceSo now my children need to suffer like thisMay God forgive my sin…
His voice was low and full of pain. Wait a minute, me? And my brother? What does he talking about? I feel I heard this story somewhere, but the next moment I realize that it is my brother always told me the story with my parent, so that Cuca`s father is the murd who killed my father and took my mother! And Cuca’s mother is my mother! But she died because silk. What a kidding? That means Cuca is my sister? It is too dramatic! I don`t want to believe it!!I wish someone told me that everything is fake.
I can’t believe that, I leave the church without any sound and go find Cuca. I need to tell her the truth. When I find her, I saw Cuca is calm to her brother and sister dress make up. I don’t understand what is happened, but I know that Cuca is very sad too. She will lost her real sister and brother, she must love them very much. I don’t what I should do to comfort her. But nothing I can change. In our village, the priest is the authority, no one can change.
Several days later, I decide to become Cuca's sister. I told my thought to my brother, and he agree with me. We go find Cuca and tell her the story, she is very surprise for us became her brother and sister. After everything done, I know the stranger married with our priest daughter, Mani. So we are became friend again. No, we are family now. Since then we had on the ordinary and happy life. I think that the gods have given a sister like Cuca to me and my brother in order to compensate our the pain of losing parents, and give us a happier life
I am Yutu. My parents died when I was very young, so I have never had the love of a father or a mother. Titu, my angry and solitary brother, is the best brother in the world. When I am lying in bed at night, waiting to sleep, I think about my parents and I am lonely. I want to know them and I want to feel their love. These nights of sadness made me want to find out who killed my father and took my mother away from us. I have a best friend whose name is Cuca. She lives on a farm and her father is always angry, so she visits me in the marketplace or in my small living space. When she visits, she sometimes brings cornmeal or a bit of dried fruit for me and for my brother. She also helps me braid my hair and comb it with her pretty wooden comb.
One day, Cuca and I left the village to search for wood. From a hillside, I saw a tall stranger walking up the narrow path. I never saw a boy so handsome. His hair was very long and a yellowish color and his coat was not the style of my village. As he came closer, I saw his shining dark eyes, and my heartbeat speeded up when I looked at his face. I never had a feeling like this before. I turned back and noticed Cuca was also gazing at the stranger.
The stranger looked at us, but then looked back at the trail and kept walking towards the village.
Cuca walked over and asked,
"Who was that boy? He does come from our village."
"I don’t know; I never saw him before," I answered, not wanting to talk about him with Cuca. My heart was still racing and I wanted to go back to the village to meet him. Maybe, if he has no place to stay, he could stay with me and my brother.
But Cuca laughed and said, "He looked so handsome! I think I am already in love!!" “His hair is so lovely and he’s taller than any of the boys in Chinchero.”
Her speech made me very uncomfortable. I do not know why I could have this feeling, but I can’t drive it away. I feel a knife is stabbing my heart, causing me pain both physical and emotional.
“You can’t love him!” I snapped at Cuca, “he’s mine—I saw him before you did.”
“What? I saw him first! Why can’t he be mine!” Cuca responded loudly but then she continued,
"You’re not really falling in love with him, are you?"
"I don’t know! I just do not want anyone close to him without me!" I added nervously,
“Cuca, we are the best friend, I don’t want our friendship broken because a stranger.”
“Yes, but I think love is fair that we can have a competition. You can’t be so selfish” Cuca said very seriously.
“OK, it is the same idea with me. But we are not best friends anymore.” Then, with a shrug, I escaped from Cuca’s presence and returned home.
In the same day afternoon, I lie in bed; reflect myself time and time again. I hurt my best friend because of a stranger. It is impossible if you tell me it before today. But the actually is—I lost my best friend for ever, even now I do not want to believe it. I can’t confirmation my feeling. I do not know it is love or not, I just want meet him again, when I am thinking to him, thinking to his face, I feel my face is burning and a kind of sweet full of my heart, I do not know what is love, but if this world have it, I believe the "love" is what I am feeling now.
Someday later, I do not meet Cuca for a long time. I don’t know what she is doing now and what she is thinking. But I must admit I am very missing her. I’m walking to the market to buy the food for our supper. My brother is very hard working to make money for this family. I do not want t give stress to him anymore, so I learn how to cook when I was very little, and the aunt of neighbor always said:"Yutu will become a good wife!"In the usual I was always smile to her too, but today I feel very different, become a good wife? With whom? That Mr.Stranger? What I am thinking of! I feel burning on my face again and I answered to the aunt "It is impossible, I can’t become a wife to someone, it is too shy!"
But today, I feel the market is different than the usual, what`s that? It`s feeling that someone put something hot into the ice—Air is frozen at this moment. No one is talking with each other, even is the most gossipy ladies as usual. What happened? I asked myself. But I cannot give the answer and I must find it. That is the girl what I am. At that time, someone appeared and broken the frozen air. I saw the “Mr. Stranger" He is close to me and say hello.
"Hi! Nice to see you again, you are the one of two girls that I met in front of the village right? It is too busy at that time, I am sorry that I did not introduce myself. My name is Zambo." His voice sound like the magnet makes me very comfortable.
"Hi…I…I am Yutu, Nic…e to see you…again……"I feel a little nervous and happy. He remembered me!!He remembered me! It is the best news that I have heard this days. But I am not put this on my face; I try to clam to ask him.
"Oh, you are live in there too? Why did everyone do not talk like the usual?"
"Yes, I am just living in there with a short time. You do not know what happened?" He looked very amazing.
At this moment, I heard two women talk something about Cuca.
"You know that? This days have a lot of people dead in our village, I heard my husband`s brother`s aunt`s son`s friend said that Ayar think our village was be cursed. And the cause is Inti did too much bad thing when his was young. This is the Divine punishment. the priest said the only way to solve the punishment is sacrificed two of his children sacrifice to lift the curse, and I know the two children have a sister. Her brother and sister all will die, she is also really poor, I remember she is called Cuca."
I do not know what that women talking about, Ayar is the only priest in our village and very authoritative, even the chief also very respect him. But another people I am so worry about him, Inti is Cuca`s father, her father will sacrificed two of his children? What means? Cuca`s brother and sister will die? I am really worry about her.
"Sorry, I have something must to do, see you next time!"I leave the market soon and go to find Cuca. Whatever, she is still my best friend. I want to help her.
The day that Cuca`s sister and brother will be killed. I go to the church. I noticed that always the door open church today is the door closed. It must had some strange. I decide to sneak into the church to have a watch. I see the only one priest in our village named Ayar and an old men is kneeling on the ground and confess to the priest, I know he is Cuca`s father Inti.
"The LORD God AlmightyI am a steeped in crime.When I was youngI have killed a manAnd took his wifeHer two children are my childrenBut I never done my duty as a fatherBecause I had this to be utterly devoid of conscienceSo now my children need to suffer like thisMay God forgive my sin…
His voice was low and full of pain. Wait a minute, me? And my brother? What does he talking about? I feel I heard this story somewhere, but the next moment I realize that it is my brother always told me the story with my parent, so that Cuca`s father is the murd who killed my father and took my mother! And Cuca’s mother is my mother! But she died because silk. What a kidding? That means Cuca is my sister? It is too dramatic! I don`t want to believe it!!I wish someone told me that everything is fake.
I can’t believe that, I leave the church without any sound and go find Cuca. I need to tell her the truth. When I find her, I saw Cuca is calm to her brother and sister dress make up. I don’t understand what is happened, but I know that Cuca is very sad too. She will lost her real sister and brother, she must love them very much. I don’t what I should do to comfort her. But nothing I can change. In our village, the priest is the authority, no one can change.
Several days later, I decide to become Cuca's sister. I told my thought to my brother, and he agree with me. We go find Cuca and tell her the story, she is very surprise for us became her brother and sister. After everything done, I know the stranger married with our priest daughter, Mani. So we are became friend again. No, we are family now. Since then we had on the ordinary and happy life. I think that the gods have given a sister like Cuca to me and my brother in order to compensate our the pain of losing parents, and give us a happier life